Let that feeling bubble up in you, effervescent, almost like euphoria. ~Winifred Wilson
When my husband was dying of cancer, I never once thought I would have cancer. Such is the power of DNA. But when my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, I developed it that very day. My mind was scrubbed, and I could upload nothing. Nouns slipped away, then verbs, those beloved parts of speech. Then my father suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, and I got those, too, often many times a day, and always on the left side.
Read the full story First Cancer Then The True Self by Kirie Pedersen, in Apocrypha Abstractions.
